Ode to the blog!
Oh, blog how i miss you. It's been a crazy hectic day and i haven't had time to breathe until now. I've been rushing from one thing to the next. I'm finally home, eating some pineapple, and sipping on water. That is the life.
Class wasn't so bad today. I saw this clip on this guy named Guillermo something-something. He's some crazy avant garde artist. In the short clip i watched, he was using scissors to "cut" his tongue, lips, nose, and ears. I'm not too sure what that was all about, but it was interesting. I was kind of creeped out at first because it looked really painful. Whatever. One of my favorite performing artists is the guy on youtube, Philinthecircle. He does some amazing stuff. Go check him out if you haven't already. He's creativity will astound you.
On my way to work, i stopped by the postal annex to pick up some stuff. There i met an old man and we started talking about english, diction, pronunciation, and enunciation. He started to pinpoint what i said "wrong." The thing is, i didn't say it wrong because i showed him what i was talking about just to prove to him that i'm not a college idiot. He dismissed me and said, "Well, i'm still right. Old age comes with wisdom, little one." What the heck? If i wasn't in such a hurry, i would stayed to talk it out to the end. Since i was on a crunch for time, i zipped through 35 and finally made it to work. It was a long day, but it was nice. Surprisingly, the newsroom was quiet for once. On the downside, that just means there's barely anything for me to do. On the upside, i needed the extra time off to catch up on studies...so it was all good. At work LS called me to inform me that papa was in a car accident. Everything seems to be ok when i called him to check up, so that's a good sign. I'll be praying more for him tonight.
When it hit 10, i hurried home because i had a meeting at 10:30. Because it was an emergency, i made a pit stop at wal-mart to restock on tampons and other feminine products. That's right, if i'm real mean to you...i now have a legitimate excuse. I felt really bad because it was already 10:30 when i was zipping through wal-mart. If it wasn't so urgent, i would've gone after the meeting. Anyways, i arrived at 11 and apologized profusely for my tardiness. Good thing the girls are sweet, otherwise i don't think i'd be able to handle the grief.
I'm finally back in my apartment at 11:45. I can't stress how much i love home. Because work is taking up most of my time, i feel horrible that i can't be there for a lot of the functions i'm needed at. Sigh, decisions decisions. How do i balance this? I want to work as much as i can because i need the experience. This is (currently) my future career. So it's at the top of my ladder of importance. Extracurricular school stuff...where does that stand? I'm just afraid that i'll be so invested in work, like my last internship, that i become a tired walking zombie all the time. I'll pass on that.
Class wasn't so bad today. I saw this clip on this guy named Guillermo something-something. He's some crazy avant garde artist. In the short clip i watched, he was using scissors to "cut" his tongue, lips, nose, and ears. I'm not too sure what that was all about, but it was interesting. I was kind of creeped out at first because it looked really painful. Whatever. One of my favorite performing artists is the guy on youtube, Philinthecircle. He does some amazing stuff. Go check him out if you haven't already. He's creativity will astound you.
On my way to work, i stopped by the postal annex to pick up some stuff. There i met an old man and we started talking about english, diction, pronunciation, and enunciation. He started to pinpoint what i said "wrong." The thing is, i didn't say it wrong because i showed him what i was talking about just to prove to him that i'm not a college idiot. He dismissed me and said, "Well, i'm still right. Old age comes with wisdom, little one." What the heck? If i wasn't in such a hurry, i would stayed to talk it out to the end. Since i was on a crunch for time, i zipped through 35 and finally made it to work. It was a long day, but it was nice. Surprisingly, the newsroom was quiet for once. On the downside, that just means there's barely anything for me to do. On the upside, i needed the extra time off to catch up on studies...so it was all good. At work LS called me to inform me that papa was in a car accident. Everything seems to be ok when i called him to check up, so that's a good sign. I'll be praying more for him tonight.
When it hit 10, i hurried home because i had a meeting at 10:30. Because it was an emergency, i made a pit stop at wal-mart to restock on tampons and other feminine products. That's right, if i'm real mean to you...i now have a legitimate excuse. I felt really bad because it was already 10:30 when i was zipping through wal-mart. If it wasn't so urgent, i would've gone after the meeting. Anyways, i arrived at 11 and apologized profusely for my tardiness. Good thing the girls are sweet, otherwise i don't think i'd be able to handle the grief.
I'm finally back in my apartment at 11:45. I can't stress how much i love home. Because work is taking up most of my time, i feel horrible that i can't be there for a lot of the functions i'm needed at. Sigh, decisions decisions. How do i balance this? I want to work as much as i can because i need the experience. This is (currently) my future career. So it's at the top of my ladder of importance. Extracurricular school stuff...where does that stand? I'm just afraid that i'll be so invested in work, like my last internship, that i become a tired walking zombie all the time. I'll pass on that.
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